Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Got to B Real, artist - Jim Jones.
Date of issue: 11.04.2018
Song language: English
Got to B Real |
Ayo, shit, we all get caught up |
Sometimes we think money, money solves all the problems |
(Ooh ahhh) huh (yeah, yeah) |
Time is more valuable (oohh, nice things, nice things yeah) |
We deserve nice shit (but damn, yeah, yeah, ahhh) |
Nice things come a dime a dozen (you a dime though) |
You think you special, then all of a sudden |
Yeah, it’s anywhere and everywhere (everywhere) |
I know you came, know I care (know I care) |
You the one I needed all a sudden |
Better come find me, now it’s sudden (I'm here) |
Every lean on you, try now I’m fronting |
Baby ain’t you tired of all this running? |
(Ain't you tired of running, yet?) |
You the one on my mind (shit) |
You the one I find time for |
You the one I don’t mind (you know I go hard for you) |
You the one I won’t find no more |
You the one who come back like you never left, wooahhh (yeah) |
You the one who come back like you never left, sooo |
(I, I know it’s hard) |
It’s got to be real |
It’s got to be real |
(Shit, know it’s real, baby) |
It’s got to be real |
It’s got to be real (it's me and you) |
I let you do your thing, I been waiting for a minute |
(I been waiting for you) |
Sooo, I was hoping you’d come back for the winter |
(Summer's over, baby) wooahhh |
Now you got me rapping my heart out (listen in) |
'Cause it almost feels like somebody snatching my heart out |
As I’m, backing the car out, just smoking my brain up |
Tryna stay focused, praying, hoping this ain’t us |
It was the, Range trucks and the Chanel pocket books (I was fucked up) |
I was way too worried 'bout you having the hottest look (stupid) |
When I should’ve been worried about spending quality time |
But I figured a new watch could probably, buy me some time |
But um (you like the watch, right?) |
This is not material love (no) |
I will kill for you, girl, this is serial love (you know I’m pulling up) |
Shit, look at us now going through relationship woes (fuck) |
With these petty ass vibes from these hatin ass hoes |
And I (fuck them bitches) |
You the one on my mind |
You the one I find time for (I find time for you) |
You the one I don’t mind (I don’t mind at all) |
You the one I won’t find no more |
You the one who come back like you never left, wooahhh |
(I know it’s hard) |
You the one who come back like you never left, sooo |
It’s got to be real |
It’s got to be real |
(This the realest shit I ever wrote) |
It’s got to be real |
It’s got to be real (Ain't nobody else I need) |
I let you do your thing, I been waiting for a minute |
(I been waiting for you) |
Sooo, I was hoping you’d come back for the winter |
(Summer's over, Chris') wooahhh |
It got us in a peculiar position (twisted love) |
You ain’t said nothing wrong, I gotta feel your position (I feel you though) |
Let me talk, let me talk, let me get a few letters in |
You said it the first time, you just repeat what you said again |
On how, my attitude done became the worst part of me (I know) |
Certain situations I admit I react horribly (it's hard) |
You got Ghost like Swayze without the pottery (where you went?) |
But, a heart can’t live without it’s artery (I need you though) |
So, you know I chase you like you never left (I'm coming) |
But, we just backtrack through every step |
Damn, it really feels like you never left |
If we kill each other we just end up on heaven’s steps |
(You hear me, Chris'?) |
You the one on my mind (huh) |
You the one I find time for (you you the one I find time for) |
You the one I don’t mind (I don’t mind at all) |
You the one I won’t find no more |
You the one who come back like you never left, wooahhh |
(Just come back, fuck it Chris') |
You the one who come back like you never left (uhh), sooo |
It’s got to be real |
It’s got to be real |
(You the realest, you know that) |
It’s got to be real |
It’s got to be real |
(They don’t make 'em realer than us) |
I let you do your thing, I been waiting for a minute |
(I been waiting patiently) |
Sooo, I was hoping you’d come back for the winter |
(Summer's over, baby) wooaahhh |
Nice things, nice things yeah |
Ohhh, yeah |